Thomas waited outside of a small building with an impatient look upon his face. He had no idea how things had gotten so weird so quickly. He learned a truth that his friend had never told him. That he was married. 'How could Van have forgotten to tell me something like that?' Thomas asked himself. 'How the hell can he have gone against me like that and go after the girl that I wanted?' he thought bitterly.
It was extremely early in the morning and he had plans to meet with the detective that told him about Van's little secret the night before. It was still extremely early but Thomas knew that the person was still there and that he was also waiting for Thomas as well.
The door to the room opened up and a young man with light brown hair came walking out of the door. He wasn't in the least bit surprised when he saw Thomas standing outside of the door. He gave off a sigh. "Walk with me," was all he muttered before taking off towards his car.
"I was wondering if you could tell me a bit more regarding the information that you told me earlier?" Thomas asked walking next to the rather short man because he was about a head shorter than Thomas.
"There is not really much to say about any of it. He is married. Has been for many years to his high school sweetheart. I thought you would have known that because it was something widely reported in the news at the time," the man said in a monotonous voice since he didn't really like Thomas's presence.
"I don't remember anything like that. Why would they report so widely upon it if he really just became well known because of his abilities recently?" Thomas asked scratching under his chin trying to think but nothing seemed to come up.
"You are not quite right about that. Van Flyheight's family was well known long before he became the lawyer that he is today. He could have had money that equaled to or even surpassed your own," the man said shocking Thomas to a great extent.
"I really don't see how that can be possible. I always thought that he never had any money," Thomas said getting even more confused by the minute. 'Let me try to get this straight. He is rich?' Thomas asked himself.
"That is not completely true. It is true that his family did once have a lot of money. When his father died, Van was actually denied all his inheritance and it was given to a complete nobody. You may want to be a bit careful with him. I heard he could be a bit bitter at times. So much has happened to him in his life. That was all I could find out on the short notice you gave me," the man said stopping at his car and getting in quickly.
"Ok then. I want you to find out as much as you can and meet me again in a week or so, to tell me all that you know," Thomas said and the man only gave him a slight nod before driving away very quickly.
Thomas stared intensely at Van while he sipped his coffee later in the morning after he came back. The revelations of the previous night surprised him greatly. It did make sense as to why Van never went out with anyone. He still couldn't believe that Van had been married to someone the whole time that he lived there. 'Must not be much of a marriage if he is living here all the time,' Thomas thought bitterly.
The thought of the sight that he had seen the previous night came back to haunt him. The mere thought of Fiona and Van kissing the way that they were made his blood boil. 'Why would he be kissing Fiona if he was married? I might be able to use it though to get him out of the way of my pursuit of Fiona,' Thomas mentally told himself with a smirk.
Van looked up from his paper to see Thomas with the smirk on his face. "What's with you?" he asked quirking and eyebrow in confusion but Thomas didn't answer so he just went back to his paper. "Whatever," Van muttered with a small shake of his head before continuing reading.
"So tell me Van," Thomas said finally breaking out of his stupid state. "How is your wife?" he asked with a smirk but to his surprise, Van didn't even seem the least bit fazed by the question.
"Just fine," he muttered but what Thomas didn't notice was that Van tensed up a very small amount but it was unnoticeable. He had no idea how Thomas even knew about something like that. What he did know was that Thomas must be too oblivious to anything else but that small detail. He really didn't want to talk about it. "That is why I never went on one of those stupid dates of yours," Van said just loud enough for Thomas to hear but without even looking at him.
Thomas was absolutely stunned. He had no idea how Van could keep so calm in talking about that. He had been kissing Fiona the night before and yet he was married at the same time. "I don't know what you are getting at Van! I don't think that your wife would really be happy to know that you were kissing Fiona last night," Thomas growled out with venom lacing every one of his words. He was glad when Van finally put his paper down and looked at him.
Van just stared at him with strangely calm eyes. "She wouldn't care," Van said in an almost amused way as Thomas nearly fell head first into the floor out of shock of what Van had said. He just shrugged before going right back to his paper. "You don't know anything," he muttered under his breath.
"What was that Flyheight?" Thomas yelled referring to Van the way that he always did when he was growing angry. "You must not really care about your marriage all that much if you talk like that," he growled out glaring daggers at Van. "I wonder what Fiona would say if she knew that you were married," Thomas said regaining his composure suddenly.
"She already knows," Van said standing up and walking away from the table taking his paper with him. "She really doesn't care too much," Van said starting to walk away but Thomas grabbed him by his shoulder.
"Why is it that it looks like you don't even care about anything in the world. I was told you could be bitter but I never thought this much. You don't care what anyone thinks!" Thomas yelled with an echo resounding throughout the room. "You could have had so much so you became bitter just because you lost some money," Thomas said in a mocking voice.
"Not all of us are mere concerned about money Thomas. This brings up a question for me, how exactly did you get all that you have?" Van asked with his voice rising up just a notch.
"Through hard work, which you seem to think that you don't need to do in order to make money! All this bitterness just because of one stupid incident!" Thomas started to yell again at the top of his lungs.
"You know nothing about my life and what I have gone through Thomas! So just back off and leave me alone!" Van yelled before turning and walking quickly out of the door before he could hear anything else that Thomas had to say.
"Damn it! What the hell does he know?" Van growled out storming down the halls towards his room. "He doesn't know anything, he can't even run his own business properly. I can't believe that it was given to him!" he yelled going into his room and slamming the door for the whole house to hear.
Van had done his best to avoid Thomas for the rest of the day because he knew more fighting was bound to ensue. He really hated staying in this house with Thomas. It was just that Thomas never gave him a chance to leave always coming up with excuses to get him to stay so that he could get Thomas's own work done for him instead of having Thomas do them by himself. It was like Van was becoming Thomas's personal servant and Van was getting tired of it very quickly.
"She's sick?" Van asked when Thomas brought Fiona up later that day when Van was force to show himself. Thomas had almost immediately brought up the subject that Fiona was sick so that she wouldn't be joining them.
"That is what she told me when she called to cancel my invitation to dinner tonight," Thomas said in a rather calm voice. It was almost as if he wasn't too worried about Fiona's health. "I was thinking of going over there later today to see if I could help her any," Thomas said with a smile.
Van knew that Thomas was planning something. 'That is probably the last thing that Fiona needs right now,' Van thought giving Thomas a rather annoyed stare. "I think that what Fiona need right now is some peace and quiet, not you messing things up," Van stated causing Thomas to growl. "Besides, you can't. Didn't you say that you had some sort of meeting today that would take up most of the day?" Van reminded him causing Thomas to groan.
"Then I guess I will have to see her tomorrow. Hopefully she will be feeling a lot better for my visit. If not, then I know of several ways that I can make her feel a lot better," Thomas said with a perverted grin.
"I would not suggest you do that. She doesn't need you annoying her with stuff like that," Van said shaking his head getting more annoyed with Thomas's attempt to get with Fiona with each second that passed.
"What do you care what happens between me and the future mother of my children?" Thomas asked looking at Van with dull eyes. "You already have a wife incase you forgot with all the time that you have spent here," Thomas continued in a bored sounding voice
"She won't be having your children in the future," Van said glaring at Thomas with eyes that seemed to hold a pent up type of anger. Van saw that Thomas shivered under the gaze Van was giving him.
"And how the hell do you know that? You aren't a fortune teller," Thomas barked at him because Van just popped the one dream that he has had ever since he met Fiona. 'Why the hell does he seem to want to make my life miserable lately?' Thomas asked himself glaring at Van.
Van didn't even bother to answer him; he just turned around and walked out of the room leaving Thomas alone. "Hey! Answer my question Van!" Thomas ordered but Van was already long gone before he was able to get out the first word of his sentence. Thomas growled in annoyance before leaving to get ready for his meeting.
The young detective sat in front of his computer looking at a profile of Van Flyheight. He seemed to be very into it that one could probably yell into his ear and yet not receive a response from him. Every word held his interest.
"What a past this guy has. I kind of feel bad for him. No wonder why people say he can be a bit bitter at times," the man finally said leaning back into his chair and laying his head back so that he looked up at the ceiling with a solemn look on his face. "I would have thought that having all that happen to him would make him vengeful rather than bitter," he muttered to himself.
He sat back up into his chair and looked at the screen once again. "There is all this information but not the one that I want to know," he muttered remembering that Thomas had called him earlier that day and demanded that he should find out who it was that Van was married to most of all. "Talk about jealous, all for one woman," he said shaking his head.
"Why is it that I can't find what he wants? All that I can find is the same thing, that he is married to his childhood friend and high school sweetheart. Why can't I find what I need to know, who is this mystery woman?" he said laying his head down on the table and giving up on the search for the moment.
Suddenly something on the screen caught his eye making his head shoot up into the air. "Whoa, now that is something very interesting," he said with a smirk looking it over with a renewed interest.
Thomas waited very impatiently outside of the building that he had been at only the night before. The detective that he had hired had informed him that he had something of interest that Thomas might want to hear. For some reason that peaked Thomas's interest so he went to see what it happened to be.
He knew that he would be later for his meeting but he just felt that he could not pass up this opportunity to learn more about his rival. Even thought Van had a wife, it was clear that he had a lot of interest in Fiona and that was something that Thomas just didn't want to happen.
"So you finally decided to show up," came the detectives voice snapping Thomas out of his own thoughts and turn to the man walking down the steps of the small building where his private office was located.
"Yeah, yeah, cut the chit chat. I am late enough as it is so I would appreciate it if you would just get the information that I want about Van. Did you find what it was that I wanted you to find out specifically?" Thomas asked while he started to walk down the streets with the man keeping in stride with him.
"Can you tell me something? The woman's name is Fiona correct?" the man asked and only received a nod from Thomas. "Can you tell me what it is about her that has you so interested?" the man asked trying to find the source of Thomas's jealousy that would make him stoop to have a detective learn about another man.
"What is there to say? She is beautiful, kind, gentle. I never got a chance in the past with her because someone got in the way and I couldn't have her for my own. I know that if I keep things up that one day I will marry her and she will bear my children," Thomas said with a proud smirk. He heard the man suddenly start to chuckle. "And what may I ask is so funny about that? What is so funny that two people would laugh at the thought in one day? Is there something that you both know that I don't know" Thomas asked angrily.
"That is very simple young man," the detective said continuing to walk forward without turning to look at Thomas. His face suddenly went very solemn. "It is because the young woman is incapable of having any of them," he said suddenly that it made Thomas jump out of shock.
Fiona sat in a chair staring into a mirror. The bottom part of her shirt was lifted up to see the light scar that was on her abdomen. Her fingers were lightly tracing over it with a sad look on her face.
She could still remember the night so clearly in her head about how it was that she got the scar. It was mainly this huge flash of light that she saw just before it all happened. She cursed the cause of it every day of her life since then. The accident had taken something important to her. After it, she was incapable of bearing any children when all she wanted for most of her life was one.
"She was in a car accident about two to three years ago. The other driver was drunk and ended up hitting the side of her car while she was driving home," the detective stated to a speechless Thomas. "Nothing good went for her from then on, the driver got off and she lost her ability to have children," he said quietly.
'How could she not have told me about any of this?' Thomas asked himself. He cursed the cause of it and wished that he could personally strangle whoever it was that caused the crash. "Wait a minute. Why are you telling me this when I told you to find information on Van?" Thomas asked quirking an eyebrow in the direction of the detective.
"I will get to that in just a second. Anyways, the thing that made it worse is that the man didn't even get into any trouble for it. I heard he was some rich snob and just paid his way out of getting into any trouble. What surprised me most was that Van Flyheight was part of the case before it was dismissed," the detective said making Thomas nearly fall towards the floor.
"WHAT? Van was a part of the case?" Thomas yelled at the top of his lungs. All sorts of thought suddenly appeared in his unique mind. "What was he doing there? Was he the cause of the crash, the lawyer for the defendant?" Thomas asked without any proof whatsoever.
"I was going over some of the stuff that was in Van file and I found a record of all of his cases. He has a pretty incredible record by barely ever losing his cases. The one that struck me the most was that one. He lost it because he was actually Fiona's lawyer," he said and looked at a ghostly pale Thomas.
Thomas finally managed to pull himself together. "That is impossible! Van and Fiona didn't even know each other before I saw her a few weeks back. So you must be mistaken," Thomas yelled taking out the frustration that he had been holding beck for the past few weeks out at the poor detective.
"I am afraid not. There is too much here to prove otherwise. The two of them have definitely known each other for a long amount of time. There was something else about the case though that I heard of. I can't quite remember what it was though. If you want I will do a little more research on it," he suggested while staring at the dumbfounded Thomas.
Thomas shook his head clear. "Yes, I want you to do that and give me everything that you find. Now I have to go to a meeting so if you will excuse me then I will take my leave," Thomas said stepping into his car and driving off at a rather high speed down the road.
Fiona had no idea why she had been feeling so bad that day. She kind of wished that it was what she had hoped it would be but she knew that it was impossible. It was said to be too difficult for her to have one before the crash and the damage done by the crash just made it even worse.
"You ok?" a voice from behind her said making her jump out of her seat to turn around only to calmly sit down a moment later when she noticed that it was only Van that was standing the doorframe to her bedroom. He walked up to her and placed a hand on her shoulder while she shook off a queasy feeling that she was having.
"I'll be ok. I think that I will just need a few days rest and then I will be back to normal," she said giving him a slight smile. "You look really stressed out. Is everything ok?" Fiona asked her friend and lawyer seeing the bags that were under his eyes like he hadn't slept in nights.
"Thomas knows I am married and is trying to use that to force me to stay away from you," Van said taking a seat on a chair that happened to be nearby. He leaning back and just stared at the ceiling.
Fiona's head snapped up when she heard Van say that. "How does he know?" she asked looking at his tired form, which only gave her a slight shrug in response. Fiona felt like she could guess though. He probably had someone else do that for him. He didn't have enough sense to do it himself.
The detective once again found himself looking through file after file for the things that Thomas wanted him to do. Without Thomas as his current client, he knew that he would never be able to get much rest until he found something that would satisfy Thomas's curiosity.
He didn't know why but he suddenly found himself looking through a file of Fiona's rather than one of Van's. He guessed that it was because the case was more about her rather than Van so he would be able to find more information like maybe some sort of past relationship between the two of them or anything of the sort.
He was looking through some chart that fell out first thing when he opened it and from one look he nearly spit out all of the coffee that he was drinking onto the piece of parchment. It stated, 'marital status: married.' He was surprised that Thomas didn't know that the two people that he seemed to hang around with most were both married. He was even more surprised by who it was that it was to.
Van slowly walked up to Fiona and wrapped his arms around her waist. You had better get better quickly Fiona," he said with a smile in which he received a quick peck on the cheek from her. "You are definitely quite the woman Fiona. Then again, I wouldn't have it any other way for the woman that I chose to be my wife. Soon we will be happy again."